Creating an Urban Homestead
“What does this say?”, Marley asked as she handed me a piece of paper that says “MOMSADPLAIS.”
She has been acutely interested in spelling things lately and wrote this message after seeing one too many bouts of mom’s crying. Continue reading “"MOMSADPLAIS"”
It’s funny how often in the past week or so that I find myself looking at a blue sky or the vibrant colors of autumn and simply remarking in my head “this is beautiful.” Only a few days ago did it occur to me that I don’t actually feel that feeling. Or really much of any feeling. Continue reading “Feeling human/misery again”
Another first–a non-holiday milestone that Mike has missed. One of those things that I know he would have loved to celebrate with her. And maybe he is. It’s just not that apparent to me.
Marley is soooo excited. When this happened, I of course was happy for Marley, but my mind also immediately went to “well, here’s another thing that Mike will never get to enjoy.”
Here is a slideshow of my house. We’ve already done some things that make these photos a bit outdated (see captions).
But by 1 Feb 08, this place will be a gem.
And I’ll give anyone who refers the next buyer $1000.00. Even if you’re the buyer.
On this weekend, I want to again thank everyone for their love and support. We could not do this alone. We ate Thanksgiving dinner at my mom and stepdad’s house along with my aunt. It was nice and quiet.
Ten years ago, we walked the French Quarter
Hunting for rings on our wedding day
Thinking we would spend full lives
Traveling, carefree, growing old gracefully.
Instead we worked, had babies; hitting our stride only recently Continue reading “Happy Anniversary”
Sometimes the weight of what has happened hits me like a wrecking ball. It is all I can do to not crumple to the floor and disappear. But it is good that it comes in waves because if the real impact of this horror hit me for a full day, for instance, I don’t know if I could continue to breathe. Even now, my breath is shallow and I’m having a hard time believing that my heart is even beating.